After returning to the room, Meng Qianqian poured a cup of tea for Lu Yuan: "What were you just thinking about?"
Lu Yuan picked up the teacup and glanced at it: "This cup wasn't dropped on the ground, and then given to me to drink, was it?"
Meng Qianqian cleared her throat: "Am I that kind of person?"
"Hard to say."
Lu Yuan took a sip.
"Hey—hard to say and you still drink?"
Meng Qianqian muttered.
Lu Yuan finished the cup of tea and placed the teacup back on the table.
He was always like this, saying the most unpleasant things while doing the most gracious actions.
Meng Qianqian sat down beside him and stared at him intently.
Lu Yuan got back to the point: "Before leaving the Capital City, I went to bid farewell to the Supreme Emperor."
Meng Qianqian responded earnestly: "And then?"
Lu Yuan said: "The Supreme Emperor gave me a brocade bag, instructing me to open it only after entering Miaojiang."
Meng Qianqian asked: "Did you open it?"
